Burn by the Cross - Remastered
Take the throne!
The pain comes quick and impulsive.
While and inverted cross, is burned on your back.
The blood pulsates when they pierces,
The human flesh with an iron barliever!
Die!
Now raise your hands in the air,
And with eyes filled of hate.
Spit upon the holy crucifix,
And scream out in lustâ?¦
Deicide!
Slowly life is floating away,
And a demon from hell will rise.
He is there to lead you,
Upon the final path?
(To clear) all the lies, between heaven and hell.
You have desecrated many victims,
But your mind is still confused.
Why?
Oh let my victims please my only god.
I am worthy to be a servant of satan.
Come through the gate, (who is the worthy one) hahahah suck on that grammar!
â? I grant you power, and yes you'll be my son.â?
The transformation is completed.
My soul has entered a demon from hell.
The blood of Christians will be floating.
And god will be pushed away from his throne.
Fall!
Now raise your hands in the air,
Your eyes are filled with hate.
You spit upon the holy crucifix,
And scream out in lust.
Deicide! (That's no scream! hahaha)
Life slowly are floating away,
And a demon from hell arises.
He is there to lead you,
Upon the final path.
The pain comes quick and impulsive.
While and inverted cross, is burned on your back.
The blood pulsates when they pierces,
The human flesh with an iron barliever!
Die!
Now raise your hands in the air,
And with eyes filled of hate.
Spit upon the holy crucifix,
And scream out in lustâ?¦
Deicide!
Slowly life is floating away,
And a demon from hell will rise.
He is there to lead you,
Upon the final path?
(To clear) all the lies, between heaven and hell.
You have desecrated many victims,
But your mind is still confused.
Why?
Oh let my victims please my only god.
I am worthy to be a servant of satan.
Come through the gate, (who is the worthy one) hahahah suck on that grammar!
â? I grant you power, and yes you'll be my son.â?
The transformation is completed.
My soul has entered a demon from hell.
The blood of Christians will be floating.
And god will be pushed away from his throne.
Fall!
Now raise your hands in the air,
Your eyes are filled with hate.
You spit upon the holy crucifix,
And scream out in lust.
Deicide! (That's no scream! hahaha)
Life slowly are floating away,
And a demon from hell arises.
He is there to lead you,
Upon the final path.
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Alf Taegtgren
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